AYRA’S POV: I glanced at him through my lowered eyelashes as I wanted to say something that could help me to come out of this situation but accepting my defeat and admitting that there’s nothingI moved forward to sit on the small chair in front of the vanity table as he kept standing there with amusement in his eyes as he was eager to prove something.“I can do it myself.” I let out a weak response although I knew it wouldn’t affect him. Why would he suddenly want to comb my hairs?Because you challenge him, dumbo. My conscience answered me and then his harshness and roughness came into my mind. He would definitely wouldn’t let my hairs intact to my skin because first he is a man and then he is a Durani who just didn’t know softness and care and that’s all my hairs needed. “Do you want me to kneel down cherry?” He asked all off a sudden making me look above at him while breaking the chain of my thoughts. I glanced at him with dumbfounded expressions but he didn’t correct me wit
AYRA’S POV: I knew I took a huge risk that could put my life in danger but I couldn’t just give him what he wanted. First of all he fabricated me into all that and second my heart would have burst out of my ribcage if I had listened to him. So keeping my dignity I ran from there. He must be flabbergasted because he never expected that. He had people who always just gave into his orders but I didn’t . I kind of was blooming with pride at that time as I slowly turned the knob of Mrs Johara’s room. She must be sleeping as I entered before looking everywhere and let out a relieved sigh when I didn’t see him coming for me. Even if he did he would never figure out where I was because he would never check Mrs Johara’s room since he would not disturb her sleep. I kind of knew this thing about him on my own. Closing the door behind me I was welcomed by the warm darkness with a few rays of moonlight coming inside the room through the white window curtains. The room was peaceful as I kind of
AYRA'S POV:Taking a deep breath I finally stepped down from the car as Akeel bhai opened the car door for me. Sabrina called him to make him take me to his office as they didn’t trust any other guard or might be the fact that I wasn’t comfortable with any other guard or driver.“Would you rat me out if I don’t go inside and just go home?” I asked innocently while he closed the door behind me as I made as innocent and helpless face as I could at that time. “Sorry. I have to answer my wife.” He shrugged his shoulders with a professional face but there was amusement in his eyes as if he was enjoying my state when he added. “Don’t worry he won’t eat you.”“What do you know?” I mumbled as I turned around and glanced at the magnificent building with modern touch of architecture although the building was centuries old because of the family business but they kept renovating it according to the latest trends. “Believe me I know.” He heard me and gestured me towards the entrance as peopl
AYRA’S POV: The moment his lips fell against mine my whole body went numb as for support I held his collar in a fist just for his one hand wrapped around my waist to pull me even more closer that my body flushed against his chest as I couldn’t even place my arms in between us for some decency. His other hand wrapped my neck just below my ear as his thumb kept grazing my jaw. He sucked my lip as I felt he suck out my soul with that as I wasn’t over that when he sucked that again making me moan in response. I didn’t want to but the weak sound erupted from the back of my throat on its own and it kind of turned out like a mistake because I earned a soft grunt that vibrated his chest.“F**k!” He left my mouth as I managed to gather some breath only for him to push me down slightly so that my back hit the table and straightened up. The next second realized I was half lying on the table and he hovered over me capturing my lips in his rough mouth again. This time I couldn’t even close my
AYRA’S POV: I got baffled all of a sudden with such allegation as I made a pout as soon as I gulped down my bite. Technically I was asking him to sleep with me and that thought made me blush profusely in front of him.“I didn’t mean that.” I mumbled as he fed me another bite while raising his eyebrows in an amusing manner as I added. “So what aren’t you my husband? And we will just sleep.” I said as his eyes were crawling on my skin and I had to come up with an excuse and being him my husband was a good one if we set aside particular things.“That gives me more rights in addition to just sleep with you.” He rasped as he ate a slice of cucumber while I saw how his jaw flexed showing his chiseled jawline.“What?” I asked with a numb mind as I was busy looking at his jawline.“Want me to elaborate?” He stared down at me and I got the feeling that hearing the elaboration wouldn’t be a good for me so as I was about to shook my head in no his phone started ringing that he picked up.
AYRA’S POV:Hss!I winced a little when the thorn from the roses pricked my skin but not enough to draw my blood. I moved the gajra(fresh flowers bracelet) away a little but didn’t remove the bracelet. It was beautiful as it was fresh with its intoxicating fragrance blessing my nostrils and making me inhale the spicy scent to soothe my nerves. I wasn’t nervous or anxious but still there was the room filled with plenty of people eyeing me up to down assessing me from my every move. That’s how they judge people just by one glance but in reality you need to spend some time with that particular person just to know how much evilness and pureness is residing inside him. No one is pure evil or pure virtuous. The ideal case never exists and still people think that they have the right to judge others. Areej gave me a whole lecture about how I had to ignore people gazes and remarks because she had tried to shut them up a multiple times but they never stop. She still did that as she refused
AYRA’S POV: “Yeah they should be punished. Do you people have anything to say in your explanation?” Mrs Johara asked looking at them with her sharp eyes as they all were standing with their head bowed down.“Is it a crime to see your wife’s dance?” Muzamil bhai asked out of no where as I could easily here giggling from the crowd where the bachelor girls were gawking at these grown men as if they were available. Well they weren’t. All were married. “Don’t start with me. Others were also dancing. You weren’t supposed to see that.” Mrs Johara glared at them without taking any serious consideration of his words.“Do you think we had time to see others. I have my wife. Why would I glance something else?” Farzan bhai explained as they shook their heads in agreement showing their brotherhood at that time.“Yes ma’am . We have eyes only for our wives. We didn’t waste our time to look at others.” Akeel also spoke for the first time in a while as all those three girls were standing at th
AYRA’S POV: I have touched him plenty of times but each time my heart beat fast than before making my nerves to jump one an other. I had only applied paste on his one cheek as his other cheeks was left but since I had a heart that lives inside of me but thinks of everybody else except me didn’t let me stop him but it urged me to say something different. I knew there was one part of my brain that loved to handle my heart as it is always the brain. Heart just abide by the rules and regulations the brain had published in that one policy room of it. I think that policy room comes within you when you are born like genes you are bestowed with. The heart is bound to these regulations or the allegations would be excruciating. Only few people had the audacity to violate these rules and they were famous as traitors as they get the personality of an outcast who refused to survive in the world full of manipulators and people with different masks covering their real faces. Deep inside majority